I love Westerns. I grew up on Westerns as I have mentioned before. I have mentioned it on my podcast ‘Holmes Movies’ and also here on the blog. Back in the 1930s, two film genres that were exceedingly popular with audiences were musicals and westerns. The genre made stars out of actors like John Wayne, Clint Eastwood, Gary Cooper and Henry Fonda. By the time revisionist westerns in the 1960s and the 1970s were being made, the genre had started to wane interest with audiences. That began to happen when westerns started being shown on TV, for example shows like Gunsmoke, Bonanza and Rawhide (Clint Eastwood starred in it). There was a small resurgence in the late 80s and 90s…
The Henderson Police Department has announced the identity of an unidentified female found west of the Arroyo Grande wash in Henderson, Nevada on October 5, 1980.
Known as “Jane Arroyo Grande Doe“, the deceased has been identified as 17-year-old Tammy Corrine Terrell. The identification was made through the use of genetic genealogy, following the exhumation of her remains in 2016.
On November 10, 2021, the Henderson Police Department’s Investigative Division received a positive identification, prompting them to contact Jane Doe’s potential relatives in an attempt to identify those family members who may have gone missing. They were able to locate her two sisters, who confirmed her identity and supplied investigators with DNA.
Tammy Terrell was last seen at a restaurant in Roswell, New Mexico after attending the Roswell State Fair on the evening of September 28, 1980. She was allegedly with an unidentified White male…
It was a comfortable late spring evening when Guns N’ Roses brought their brand-new Use Your Illusion tour to upstate New York. The double albums of the same name (1 And 2) were still three months from release, but you wouldn’t know it by the electrified crowd that filled the theater and swelled the lawn. With Skid Row charged with opening the show, the audience braced itself for a night of drunken debauchery.
New Jersey’s Skid Row was releasing their new album, Slave to the Grind the very next day. The band was firing on all cylinders that evening, opening with the frenetic title track, before following up with Piece of Me and Big Guns from their 1989 self-titled debut. It was clear that the quintet understood the magnitude of the performance, that they were solely responsible for firing the crowd up enough to compensate for what was likely to be a lengthy delay, given GnR frontman Axl Roses’ penchant for showing up late to his own concerts. A quick, but powerful run through new tracks Monkey Business and Get the Fuck Out, plus a cover of Tiny Bradshaw’s, Train Kept A-Rollin’, with GnR’s Slash making a cameo appearance, finished up the main set, before the Skids came back for an encore of classics, I Remember You and Youth Gone Wild. For what it was worth, the band did their part to make this a memorable night.
Skid Row Setlist:
Slave to the Grind
Piece of Me
Big Guns
Riot Act
Monkey Business
Sweet Little Sister
Get the Fuck Out
Train Kept A-Rollin’
Encore:
I Remember You
Youth Gone Wild
As to be expected, the wait for the headliners was quite prolonged. After about an hour, the venue started playing 1989’s Batman movie, starring Michael Keaton, on the big screen. This was fine until more than 45 minutes of the movie went by, and fans started getting restless. The booing reached a crescendo before, mercifully, the lights went down, and the jeers turned to cheers.
Guns N’ Roses opened with a pair of tracks from its debut smash, Appetite for Destruction, Nightrain and Mr. Brownstone. All seemed to be forgiven even though it was about 11 PM before the group made its appearance. The band sounded tight and appeared to be in shape, the benefits of seeing a band in the infancy of a long tour.
I have several qualms about the show, however. As the new records had yet to be released, the audience did not know much of the new material, save for the already released, Civil War, creating a lull in the momentum gained with known songs, such as It’s So Easy, Welcome to the Jungle, My Michelle, Rocket Queen, and Sweet Child o’ Mine. While the crowd was treated to hearing future classic, November Rain for the first time, and can brag about having the Get in the Ring chant recorded at its show, even the encores were littered with unrecognizable tracks.
Another issue was the never-ending solo sections of the show. Matt Sorum’s drum solo. Slash’s guitar solo and his Love Theme from the Godfather bit. The long jams that segued from song to song. It hindered the concert from sustaining any energy that the audience had mustered. Say nothing about Axl Rose and his preaching raps in between songs. They get old, unnecessary, and, again, kill the festivities. And Axl was just getting warmed up. He was a mere three weeks away from his infamous incident in St. Louis, and a little more than a year from inciting the Montreal riot.
I enjoy Guns N’ Roses’ albums, especially the timeless debut, one of those has a permanent place on my mental “flawless” list, along with the debut Van Halen record, Def Leppard’s High and Dry, and Metallica’s Master of Puppets. I may even put Slave to the Grind in this illustrious company. That said, this was the first time I saw GnR live, and the last time. I found their show to have too many fits and starts to build any sort of force and considered Axl Rose a little too obnoxious to take for two and a half hours. I hear that Axl has mellowed with the passing of decades and the band’s current show is a killer. I’m glad to hear that. However, I probably won’t see them again.
Guns N’ Roses Setlist:
Nightrain
Mr. Brownstone
Double Talkin’ Jive
Dust n’ Bones
Bad Obsession
It’s So Easy
Dead Horse
Civil War
Welcome to the Jungle
14 Years
Patience (with I Was Only Joking intro)
My Michelle
November Rain
Drum Solo
Slash Guitar Solo
Speak Softly Love (Love Theme From The Godfather)
Rocket Queen
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door (with Only Women Bleed intro)
It was a dry, crisp day. I was hunkered down in my favorite ground blind. I was sitting on top of a bank, with a great view through the hardwoods in front of me. Oh, the hours I have spent there, left to only the solitude of my thoughts. Sure, I have seen plenty of deer in this spot, and pulled the trigger on a few, but when you spend daylight to dark in one location day after day, season after season, there’s a significant amount of time for one to be all alone.
It was a little past noon. I hadn’t seen a deer all day. The only excitement to that point was the mouse that insisted we share the blind together. I heard a few crunches in the leaves and turned around to see my dad heading my way. He hadn’t seen anything either and had decided he was going to head to another spot that parallels a power line down by where we park.
Dad did give me a handy piece of information, however. He walked along an active scrape line that began approximately 150 yards from my stand. Fresh rubs dotted the landscape, rubs that were not there five days prior when Dad was on a late scouting trip. These rubs had been made since then. His words to me were, “You need to stay put.”
A shot rang out from the direction of the power lines, some 750 yards below. Understanding that jumped deer tend to make their way to our piece of the woods, Dad decided to head back to his morning stand. I settled in for the afternoon. My mouse friend reappeared, and we shared the peace and serenity that only the deep wilderness can provide.
As the 4 PM hour arrived, I had yet to lay my eyes on anything exciting. 4:30 came and I began to resign myself to the fact that it wasn’t going to happen on this day. I began to prepare a mental checklist of where in my backpack my headlamp was, as well as my orange hat. On days like today when there isn’t a lot of action, it seems that last half hour of shooting light lasts forever.
At about 4:35 PM, I heard the succinct sound of walking in the leaves. I turned my head to the left and saw him. A deer with a nice rack was unsuspectingly walking my way, on top of the same bank I was sitting on. He turned slightly to the right and was now directly over my left shoulder. The buck closed the gap to about 15 yards and stepped behind a tree. It was at that moment I knew it was a done deal. He took two steps and I fired, dropping him where he stood. After injecting another shell into my 35 Remington and putting the safety on, I walked up to my 7-pointer.
Dad heard the shot and came up to admire the deer. It was dark by the time he got there. We had a long, but enjoyable 3-hour drag through the darkness, reaching the truck by 8:25 PM. An unassuming and quiet day in the woods paid off in the last few minutes of legal shooting light. Patience and perseverance had won the day.
Highlights:Dallas defensive coordinator Dan Quinn had to step in for Mike McCarthy as acting head coach and enjoyed the sideline view as the unit he normally oversees lifted the Cowboys out of their recent swoon with a slew of big plays. CeeDee Lamb had 122 yards from scrimmage, Tony Pollard ripped off a 58-yard touchdown run and the Dallas defense produced a drive-stalling sack and three interceptions in the fourth quarter of a 27-17 victory over the New Orleans Saints on Thursday night. The Cowboys (8-4) intercepted Saints quarterback Taysom Hill four times in all — three times in the final 6:32 of the game, including defensive tackle Carlos Watkins’ pick-6 on a screen pass that made it 27-10 with 2:52 left. Read more at: https://www.espn.com/nfl/recap?gameId=401326509 (AP)
Easy garlic bread recipe with roasted garlic spread. Garlic bread is one of my favorite snacks, side dish, and comfort food. You can boost up your garlic bread with cheese if you wish. Add some parmesan, cheddar, or mozzarella for some extra flavor.
A quarter of a century has passed since twenty year old student Janet Murgatroyd, from Penwortham, Lancs, was barbarically killed and her battered, naked body was discovered floating along the River Ribble.
Janet had taken a part time position as a clerk with Lancashire Police to supplement her income as she studied at The University of Central Lancashire. Blonde, bubbly and beautiful, Miss Murgatroyd seemingly had the world at her feet, her future prospects were looking good and along with her friends she had plans to engage in interesting and exhilarating adventures.
Miss Murgatroyd
On the afternoon of 15th of June 1996, the city of Preston was buzzing with excitement. The Euro ‘96 football tournament was well underway and at 3pm that day England were due to face Scotland in a match which would determine who would gain a coveted place in the quarter finals.
Scores:
Whipped Owl 